I spoke too soon.
Lee has been emailing me asking if we can get together for a movie and lunch. I said for her to let me know about lunch (may just bag that depending on my mood) and ignored the movie invite. I have no time for a movie this week. It’s been non-stop work. I am so looking forward to having a three-day weekend next weekend. She also texted me Tuesday about getting together with Garth for drinks to which I replied, “I can’t.” It’s not that I already had plans – I just didn’t want to have plans with her. I really had to stop myself from writing back “Why don’t you ask Bertha to go?” But, I’ve decided that I’m not playing that game with her.
Today I got an email from her titled: “Happy Turdsday, I mean Thursday.”
After I read that, I wondered if she was calling me a turd. Lee is like that – she comes off as an innocent but she’s really passive aggressive that way. I thought she was probably pissed that I didn’t go out with her to meet Garth and/or ignored the movie request and was inadvertently calling me a turd. In the body of the email it said, “Have fun at pool! Kick some @ss!” (to which, I ignored)
Another thing that bothers me is that Lee always puts exclamation marks at the end of every sentence she writes. Being a [struggling] author I was told that a book should only contain one exclamation mark and it better be important. (Meaning, don’t frickin’ do it.) I admit in my editing process I went back and removed so many exclamation marks that I never want to use that key again. (Except maybe to fill in on curse words like sh!t)
I think I need some more time before hanging out with Lee and being friends. She’s still p!ssing me off a little.
I do need to make more of an effort to get out and meet people. Tonight, I am hoping after pool to go out two-stepping. Sunday, I talked Bird into going to a women’s sports bar to watch the superbowl. I just hope I have energy to go after teaching in the rain all weekend. I think in a way I should be lucky that I’m single right now and not having the
b.s. responsibility and weight of a relationship tying me down. However, it would be nice to go out more with people who weren’t total creeps. Bird brought up her friend again and wanted to know if I was remotely interested and if so she’d set it up.
“She’s loaded and has a fat cabin in the mountains.”
Right, and she smokes and I’m not remotely attracted to her. Who cares if she has some cabin up in the mountains or money? – my love cannot be bought.
“Uh, no. That’s ok.”
Although, some people [Charlie] think that
I should settle I’m being too picky. Please forgive me if I don’t want to be with someone who could be bad for me or that I already know isn’t going to work. I have standards and I’m holding out.
I have the luxury to be picky, not to mention I want to be physically attracted to them.
Plus, so many of my friends [I think] have just settled. There are even some I feel have made some really poor decisions just to be with someone – who is either abusive, doesn’t have anything in common with them, are controlling or using them as an emotional crutch or for yes, money.
So, yeah – I guess Ms. Right is going to take a little longer to find, that’s all.